Chapter 299

"Hey, why did I suddenly have a feeling that calling him Two Hundred Five is an insult to Two Hundred Five."

"That's right, we can't look down on two hundred and five."

"Ah, what's going on here." When the marionette failed, Matsushitaro regained his senses, and found that everyone around him was looking at him, and even the auctioneer was looking at him, Frowning, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Matsushita-san, Matsushita-san, you just spent one billion yuan to buy the Yuan Qinghua just now." The person who sat not far away and looked at the kingdom of days reminded Matsushitaro.

"What, one billion? How is this possible? Didn't I fall asleep just now?"

"Asleep?" On that day, the Chinese paused in embarrassment, winked at Matsushitarou a few times, and after saying a few words, they sat down again.

"Mr. Matsushita, you just said that you bid one billion. You don't want to deny it, do you? It's not very good to do this at our Siling Group's auction." The female auctioneer on the stage There were two flattering smiles, but no one thought it was a flattering smile, but cold sweat broke out all over his body.

"Is this true?" Matsushitaro panicked, looked around, and even glanced at a shadow in the corner of the wall, that is, after seeing that glance, he confirmed that he was indeed asking for a price of one billion .

"Damn Zhao Hao." Matsushitarou suddenly felt that the bile in his stomach was about to come out.

I only took 20 billion US dollars when I came here this time, and I was instructed by my father to buy the two copper heads. Now that Zhao Hao messed up it, it was directly reduced by half.

The most important thing is that the money cannot be paid out.

Siling Group, that is the existence of Optimus Prime in China, and it is more than one level stronger than their Black Dragon Sect. If he dares to deny his bidding on the Siling Group's site, he may be killed, and his father is still alive. I have to give Siling Group a smiley face.

After trying to understand all this, Matsushitaro showed an ugly smile on his face, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was confused just now, it's what I paid for."

"Okay, let's look at the next lot." The auctioneer ignored Matsushitaro and continued with his work.

"Sorry, sorry."

After a few more apologetic laughs, Matsushitaro sat down ferociously, "Hmph, Zhao Hao, you're dead."

"Haha, is that right, you have said this sentence ten thousand times, why do you lose every time?"

Zhao Hao didn't even bother to turn his face away, he just squinted his eyes to look at the shadow that Matsushitaro looked at just now.

"Hehe, you think I don't know that you brought a master here, don't you?"

The clairvoyant eyes were opened, and a somewhat wretched figure appeared in the corner of the wall.

[Igagawa One] Human race, Iga-style ninja, combat value 280000.

"Sure enough, there is something tricky. This mental state is not good, so I can see it."

After finding out the combat value of the opponent's ninja, Zhao Hao was shocked, but not to the point of fear.

With this strength, he should still be able to block it.

And it seems that this guy should not be with that onmyoji, one-on-one, and with Matsushitaro, who is no different from a hostage, Zhao Hao is not afraid at all.

(End of this chapter)

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